The Iron Mecha Dragon has few friends

Chapter 17 Fishing Guys Never Air Force

At night, the moonlight is soft and the stars are myriad.

The warm wind with the smell of flowers and plants blew across the silvery river water. Dragon filled a piece of wood into the fire, looked at the two baby dragon Loli who were sleeping soundly beside the fire, and a fishing rod with one claw, With one clawed fish basket, the man stood up and swaggered to the edge of the river, throwing a pole to fish.

"Finally, I can clean up for a while..."

He sighed helplessly, and then happily enjoyed the wonderful night fishing.

In my previous life, I couldn't do what I do now, I can fish at night as I want.Leaving aside the safety factor, even the most damned mosquitoes are annoying.

It's all right now, it has become a mechanical dragon, and there is no need to be afraid of any mosquitoes.

Thinking of this, Dragon couldn't help humming a ditty, quietly waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Soon, ripples appeared on the river, which was originally as calm as a silver mirror. Judging by the fluctuations in the water surface, it was still a big fish.

Dragon cheered up and gripped the fishing rod tightly. After ten seconds, he felt the hook sink and something struggled violently under the water surface.

"Get up you!"

Thanks to the quality of the old Shuren brand fishing gear, there was no need to stalk any fish. He got up and pulled a large carp weighing at least three catties out of the water.

"It's a good start," Dragone happily put the carp into the fish basket and continued fishing.

Well, by the way, the wood and fish baskets consumed by the fire were also kindly sponsored by the respectable old tree man.

It really helped Dragon so much.

I don’t know what happened today, the big fish came one after another, and it took only over an hour, the fish basket was almost full, and Dragon was laughing so hard that he couldn’t close his mouth.

Throwing the rod again, this time the fishhook seemed to be bitten by something as soon as it entered the water. Dragon habitually mentioned it, but did not.

This is a big deal!
Dragon increased his strength, and the fishing line was separated from the river inch by inch. Soon, a pair of claws covered with gray and white messy hairs, holding the fishing line tightly, surfaced.

If it was a fisherman who fished normally at night, he would probably have passed his breath by this time, but Dragon was not normal.He still lifted the fishing rod, and the monster holding the fishing line gradually left the water.

When its head emerged from the water, Dragon also recognized its identity.

A gnoll.

"interesting,"

Dragon looked at this jackal with great interest, who had been soaking in the water for an unknown amount of time, and even his skin began to wrinkle and turn white, grinning slightly.

"Evil creature, give me a reason not to kill you."

The Gnoll loosened his grip on the fishing line, and bent down humbly, "Great dragon, I know a shortcut to conquer this jungle."

"Oh?"

Dragon's eyes brightened slightly, "You said you conquered this jungle."

"Yes, great dragon."

Dragon sneered: "Can't you see that I'm just a hatchling?"

"Or, are you trying to deceive me?"

"Great dragon, even though you are just a young dragon, your strength is enough to conquer this jungle."

The Gnoll trembled, maybe it was fear, maybe it was the cold, but its words were still coherent.

"I have lived in this jungle for 33 rainy seasons. No wolf man knows this jungle better than me."

"How long did you say you lived?"

Dragon was slightly taken aback. If the inheritance of the Dragon Clan is correct, then the natural lifespan of the Jackal race is only 35 years.But in a competitive natural environment, it is impossible for one out of a hundred thousand wolf man to live to the end of his life.

If the white-haired jackal in front of him had lived for 33 years as he said, then he must know this jungle very well.

Otherwise, it would not be alive today.

"interesting……"

Dragon's attitude became a little more serious. He looked at the Wolf man carefully and found that it was indeed very old.Maybe the hair can be dyed white, but crooked bones, loose skin and age spots on the face are not so easy to fake.

At least a jackal can't do it.

"You go ashore first." Dragon pointed to the open space around him. Such an excellent living map can't stay in the water for too long. The water is too cold to get in.

"Thank you for your kindness." The old wolf man walked ashore with a nod and bow, like an interpreter who has become a traitor.

Dragon felt that this was not good. First, he was not a brutal invader, and second, he was not an evil and chaotic red dragon.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if he belongs to LV... he belongs to Huang Heilong, so he must smooth his hair, but he doesn't need an ugly wolf man to please and fawn on him.

"Be normal with your attitude, I look disgusting."

Dragon has a gentle attitude: "Don't worry, I don't have the smelly problems of those ordinary dragons. I always think that this world belongs to the world of talents."

"As long as you are really talented."

Hearing the words, the jackal became more and more frightened, "Great dragon, thank you for your kindness, but how can the humble old Torres?"

"I'll make you normal."

Dragon spoke in a cold voice, the old Gnoll's words froze, then slowly raised his head, glanced at Dragon in fear, nodded and said: "Follow your orders, great dragon."

"Where do you put the word count? Be concise and don't add nonsense."

Dragon grew impatient.

Seeing that Dragon was really impatient and not just playing around, old Torres the wolf man said simply, "Understood."

This time, Dragon can't even deal with it, although he knew from the beginning that a jackal who dared to hang a fish on the dragon's hook could not be a good-for-nothing waste.

But you acted so obviously, didn't you make it clear that you used me as a fool before?

Although the emotional intelligence of most five-color dragons is no different from that of a fool.

Wait, hang a fish on a hook?
Where have you seen this scene?

Dragon shook his head, throwing away unnecessary memories, and looked at the old jackal seriously.

"Tell me about your own role, which determines my valuation of you."

"Follow me, great"

Old Torres swallowed back the half-spoken nonsense, bent down and drew pictures on the ground with his paws.

"I know the location of most of the nearby settlements, and I also know the territory division of various monsters. You see, we are in this location now"

It pointed to a point in a circle, and said: "The old tree man doesn't like to move around. This circle is the territory of the two-headed giant. Of course, it and the old tree man have been killed by you. There is no doubt that this territory has been destroyed." It's yours."

Dragon looked at several circles of different sizes and nodded: "Who do the other territories around here belong to?"

The old gnolls explained in order from the oldest to the youngest: "The western territory belongs to the wood elf settlement, and their territory is the largest. From here to the sea, it is the territory of the wood elves."

"The Wood Elf..."

(End of this chapter)